I'm afraid of hurting you
I'm afraid of injuring you
It's going to end in Flowers of Evil
You're going to finish me in court
I'm almost sure I could finish
My life with you
But the immature that I am would prefer that we
Meet a little later
I dreamed of a separate life
Not a banal life
I don't want to lock myself in a story that
Drinks herbal teas and strolls
I want to live carefree
Well, for now
I don't want to get attached or get hurt
There are groupies waiting for me
I don't want to see my life as
A long quiet river
I want to see it intense and brief
I want to earn hundreds, thousands
If I have the minimum wage
I don't give a damn, I'll die
I want to see my next ten
Years as the best
I want to live them as I write them
I want to do everything I love and
That it pleases elsewhere
I want to live from my writings
Never again will I get bored at work
Never again will I prostitute myself
I've known the big fish
In a small pond
Put them in front of me so I can kill them
I'll never go back into the system
I'm not going to worry about anything anymore
Never again will I have a girlfriend that I love
Never again will I be a good guy
I've been saying it for years:
We're going to fuck everything up one day
You can't say that I've
Got a big head
I've been pretentious forever
The real ones know it, the fake ones I don't care
I'm surrounded only by the best
I only need five people in my
Life to give up my fears

Ya hi ah hi ah ya ya ya hi
Ya hi ah hi ah ya ya ya hi

So many choices so many lives
There are so many choices
For so many lives so many choices
So many lives there are so many choices
For so many lives

I could have chosen security
Chosen education
I could have chosen university rather
Than precariousness
I could have chosen to do like everyone
Else but without a project, without conviction
I could have become like everyone else but
In my reality it's fiction
I could have continued like a
Fool to make a living
Never launching anywhere
But I would never have known my real life
Now that I have it, I won't leave it
I could have gotten married, worked in an office
I could have already had kids
But I would have run away, I wouldn't have held on
I need to bury my bosses
I made choices that changed my life
If I had made the wrong ones I
Would still be in the city
I would never have known the public and the stage
I would never have known the noise of Larsen
I think I'd rather die in ten years
Overdoses and alcoholics
Than to live a life without
Dispute of platonic retirement
Maybe the breakthrough will stop quickly
And I'll get a mediocre job again
Maybe I'll do this all my life
Maybe in the game I'll be the oldest
Maybe we'll end up like has-beens
Maybe we'll end up sleeping outside
Maybe yes, maybe that
We'll see all that when I'm dead

Ya hi ah hi ah ya ya ya hi
Ya hi ah hi ah ya ya ya hi

So many choices so many lives
There are so many choices
For so many lives so many choices
So many lives there are so many choices
For so many lives

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la ya hi ah hi ah
La la la la la la la la la ya ya ya hi
La la la la la ya hi ah hi ah
La la la la la ya ya ya hi

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